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Chapter fifty-eight

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    Hearing this, Hua Rang raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Isn't that so? In the garden yesterday, I saw her carrying your waist card, Mr. Yang, and I thought you had already"

    He hastily put down the cup, cupped his hands and said, "Hua made a slip of the tongue."

    Yang Jin tried to aim at the blow holes of the bamboo flute twice, then shook his head nonchalantly: "It's just a small matter, it doesn't matter."

    To express his apology, Hua Rang still picked up the teapot and filled him with tea himself.

    "The Xiuya of this family was bought all the way from Sichuan, it can be regarded as a high-quality product, and I have the right to apologize to you."

    Knowing that scholars are troublesome, Yang Jin also took a sip of face.

    "However, having said that"

    Hua Rang leaned on the chair and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Although I am a bystander, I can tell in just one day that Mrs. Yang pays attention to Miss Wen everywhere. She is not strict enough, but caring enough. It must be  Not entirely heartless, is it?"

    Yang Jin's hand holding the cup paused when he heard it, with hesitation in his eyes, he just finished his tea in a cover-up manner and didn't answer.

    Hua Rang held the hot tea in her palm like a stove, with a smile on her face, "It's been so long, haven't you ever expressed your heart to her?"

    With a mouthful of tea in his mouth, he stared at the corner of the table half in thought and half in a daze, and shook his head slightly while swallowing.

    "Excuse me, but I'm going to say a few bad words." Hua Rang finally put the cup by her hand, leaned slightly, and faced him, "I've heard about the identity of Miss Wen before. Women rolling in the wind and dust, there are them  My own way of doing things is difficult for most men, including you and me, to just get along with each other on a daily basis.

    "They are different from ordinary girls. Because of the lack of support, they always have deep thoughts, and often do things with one hand. This is called preparing for the future." Hua Rang smiled at him harmlessly, "You should not have known each other for a long time.  Short, does she love to tease you very much? She also loves to talk about the important things in her life, and she can 'promise with her body' casually?"

    Before the words fell, they were suddenly overwhelmed by a sudden "bang".

    The pitch-black scabbard smashed a crack into the hard mahogany table, and penetrated half an inch deep.

    Yang Jin held the scabbard, his eyes were piercing.

    Although Hua Rang didn't make it clear, he knew what he wanted to express as soon as he heard it.

    Yang Jin asked coldly: "Are you looking for her?"

    At this moment, if someone he knew was present, it would be obvious at a glance that he was really angry.

    Hua Rang didn't really want to touch the tiger's butt, so she waved her hands again and again: "No, no, Mr. Yang, you are too worried."

    He said with a good-natured smile: "Hua also has many friends who have traveled far and wide, and it is not unusual to know that Wenqian is the most beautiful girl in Guangling City. The reason why she said this is purely from the experience of someone who has been there, and it is just a good intention."

    Yang Jin withdrew his gaze from his gentle face, as if he had suppressed some bloody thoughts, turned around and left with a knife in his hand with a stern face.

    "Master Yang."

    As soon as he took three steps, Hua Rang stood up suddenly, and said unhurriedly to his back, "Don't you think so too?"

    His tone was calm, "You have never dared to express your feelings to her, but you are also worried subconsciously.

    "Worrying about her treating you is just a whim, a joke."

    The slightly drooping scabbard suddenly straightened.

    Yang Jin's hand holding the knife tightened, tightened again, and finally released it slowly. He glanced at him from the corner of his head, snorted coldly as if in disdain, and then walked out of the musical instrument shop.

    Hua Rang watched him go all the way, and then chuckled vaguely, sat back in his original position with his robe lifted, picked up the buds he hadn't drunk, and tasted them slowly and carefully.

    Yang Jin felt that he shouldn't take Hua Rang's words to heart.

    After all, this person's words are deliberately provocative, and his sentences are hidden in the needles. He is not stupid, so why can't he hear it.

    But the so-called "moving with emotion" is really powerful sometimes. No matter how much I tell myself to be clear and calm, I still can't help thinking about it.

    Many things can be stored in the unknown dark place with peace of mind before being revealed by people. It may be just a thin layer of window paper, because it has not been pierced, and it can still maintain the peace of peace.

    But once the line is crossed, no one can guarantee whether it will be Haiyan Heqing or falling apart.

    Not all feelings can be expressed, the biggest risk of breaking the deadlock is never going back.

    At this moment, those who have been buried in the cracks for a long timep; Wen Qian seemed to have heard something interesting, she looked away, squeezed out a chuckle from her nasal cavity, and then turned her head to look at him.

    "Mr. Hua, is this the first time you know an actor?"

    "With those dignitaries, princes and grandsons, we just act on the occasion and take what we need. What kind of side room, the main room" She folded her arms and didn't care, "I heard that Qian is a wild horse, and the deep house and compound can't keep me in.  Speaking of the Hua family, even the aristocratic family, the forbidden court of the imperial palace is also not interested, so you better not bother."

    Yang Jin leaned sideways against the wall.

    The glaring and dazzling sunlight forced people to keep their eyes open, so he had no choice but to hang his head, shivering in the early winter morning, his clenched hands trembling under the sleeves, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding one by one.  rise.  The mortal body couldn't resist such force, a bright red faintly leaked between the fingers.

    Yang Jin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to let it out. He turned his head to look into the room, and walked away.

    The elongated shadow flashed past the door.

    Wen Qian didn't notice the door with his back turned, and only held his cup and smiled provocatively at the opposite side.

    That is, at the moment when he was walking far away, Hua Rang's expression suddenly subsided, and there was a bit of mystery in his brows.

    "Hua really admires Miss Wen's lofty ambitions."

    He leaned in the armchair and looked at her with his hands crossed, "Then if I say, I know where your hometown is, won't you stay?"

    The expression on Wen Qian's face changed as he wished, "Who told you this?"

    "You don't need to care who told me, as long as you know the news is reliable."

    "There is only one chance, you can consider it carefully." Hua Rang stood up, "Don't worry, come to the villa to find me anytime you think about it."

    He slightly arched his hands and took his leave.

    This inexplicable conversation started suddenly and ended in a puzzling way.

    Regarding the village, Wen Qian only told Yang Jin to one person in her life, and she believed it would not be him. Yang Jin is not that stupid, and even if he really wanted to deal with him, he would not be so blatant.

    But this Hua Rang seemed to know her situation well again, and he must have secretly checked her for a long time before they "met".

    Why must she stay in Jinan Mansion?

    This number gave Wen Qian an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if someone had said the same thing to her not long ago¡ª¡ª

    By the way, that eunuch.

    Before leaving Xuzhou, Guo Yun also made a condition to persuade her to return to Jiangnan. At that time, he only thought that he was looking for trouble for Yang Jin, but now looking back, he always feels that there is a subtle connection between the two.

    It seems that they don't really want her to come to Beijing to teach art?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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